After successfully plowing through pages and pages of creative storytelling and political intrigues of places described so romantically that it left me happily confused as to where I wanted to go first, I thought I was done with it. Then started the hype about the beginning of the last season, Season 8. That got me even more excited. I mean it’s a dream come true to see on screen what I have been reading about, to be able to see in flesh and blood all those who I seem to be knowing pretty intimately (through the books, mind you), to be able to visit the places which I have seen in my mind. So though not much of a TV person, I decided to watch the series. And then it all started! Read more
Befuddled mind, groggy eyes, croaky voice and sore feet – all symptomatic of a hectic and sleep deprived week. And I can’t even complain, after all it’s self inflicted. I always knew I was addicted but I didn’t realise how bad it would get if left unchecked. Read more
When my injured shoulder left me with very few activity options (since moving the arm was excruciatingly painful), I decided to (mis)use my time doing something which is rarely on my to-do list. Watch TV. And by god, I still don’t know which was more painful – moving my arm or watching the daily soaps? Switching channels did not help as each one was out to outdo the other. I mean is it really this bad or am I missing something? And this kind of badgering is acceptable, I am told. Alas!